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FUNNY HA HA?

NO ONE THERE SEEMS TO HAVE BATTED AN EYELID AT THIS BULGING DISPLAY OF FAR-RIGHT HORSESHIT

Last month a friend of a friend went on a busi­ness trip to Madrid, in which city’s Sala­manca dis­trict he ran across a shop that calls it­self ’La Bodega Del Humor’ (which trans­lates roughly as ’The Funny Off-Li­cence’). Its stock in trade is a wide range of beers, wines and T-shirts with hu­mor­ous or po­lit­i­cal la­bels. As far as the hu­mour is con­cerned, there are sex­u­alised slo­gans such as ’Only No Means Yes’ (a twist on the Span­ish So­cial­ist Party’s leg­isla­tive slo­gan ’Only yes means yes’, mean­ing that a lack of ver­bal con­sent from a woman be­fore sex­ual in­ter­course is tan­ta­mount to abuse or worse). This is fol­lowed by some pseu­do­sci­en­tific la­bels, in­clud­ing: ’I won’t get vac­ci­nated be­cause I fuck­ing well don’t want to [’no me sale de los co­jones’) and: ’Be­fore, par­ents had three or four chil­dren and now chil­dren have three or four par­ents…is that also the fault of cli­mate change?’ (It’s amaz­ing, in fact, how much they can squeeze onto one wine bot­tle label if they try). But where the Bodega del Humor ex­cels is with its po­lit­i­cal mes­sages. These range from the sim­ple ’I’m Span­ish and this is my flag’ (ac­com­pa­nied, log­i­cally enough, by a Span­ish flag) to the well-worn sym­bols of the Falange and the Span­ish For­eign Le­gion which are grouped, tellingly, with the cur­rent sym­bols of the Span­ish Na­tional Po­lice and the Civil Guard; there are also var­i­ous por­traits of Franco (ac­com­pa­nied by that old chest­nut ’España, una, grande y libre’), plus, on one bot­tle, a photo of the dic­ta­tor, raised rifle in hand – pre­sum­ably taken from one of his beloved wildlife hunts – say­ing: “Where is Pedro Sánchez?”; equally pre­sent are slo­gans such as ’More Spain, less au­tonomous com­mu­ni­ties’, or, more in­sis­tently, and pos­si­bly ad­dressed to some peo­ple in those same com­mu­ni­ties: ’If you don’t like Spain, go fuck your­self!’. To top things off, a brand of beer asks us to give our sup­port to Is­abel Ayuso, the ultra-con­ser­v­a­tive pres­i­dent of the Au­tonomous Com­mu­nity of Madrid (once fa­mous for hav­ing said that the name COVID-19 came from a virus which started on the 19th of De­cem­ber, and whose part­ner is now being in­ves­ti­gated for tax fraud in­volv­ing a shell com­pany he set up in Miami).

The owner of La Bodega del Humor is one An­to­nio Durán, who used to run a small chain of shops sell­ing spy gad­gets, but – sens­ing that dur­ing the pan­demic peo­ple needed liquor more than they did hid­den cam­eras – he switched to smear­ing his sin­gu­lar sense of hu­mour over a wide range of al­co­holic bev­er­ages be­fore flog­ging them on a major street in the Span­ish cap­i­tal. The odd thing is that no one there seems to have bat­ted an eye­lid at this bulging dis­play of far-right horse­shit smack in the mid­dle of a city they are rightly proud of. On the con­trary, an in­ter­view with a local busi­ness mag­a­zine pre­sents Durán as a jolly old soul whose es­tab­lish­ment is a right royal bar­rel of laughs.

Among said laughs is a T-shirt which says ’Me gusta la fruta’, a ref­er­ence to a mo­ment when the afore­men­tioned Is­abel Ayuso re­ferred, sotto voce, to Spain’s Prime Min­is­ter Pedro Sánchez as a ’son of a whore’ (’hijo de puta’) in the Span­ish Par­lia­ment. When asked to clar­ify what she’d said out loud, she replied ’Me gusta la fruta’. This is what passes for hu­mour in Span­ish far-right cir­cles. How­ever, in the un­likely event that I get a chance to tell Mr Durán what I think of him, I will not be using any eu­phemisms, pre­fer­ring as I do to talk turkey to taste­less chick­ens.

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